It’s been a week of weird weather and there’s really nothing wonderful about it, I just thought the four Ws had a nice ring to it.
One minute it’s all springlike, the next it almost feels like winter decided to make a u-turn and give spring a cheeky little nudge back.
One mum said to me that she took her time to do the morning school run because they had a hail shower as big as pebbles! Another one said that they woke up to a dusting of snow in their garden.
I’d step out of our house to do our daily walk with Doc all bundled up because of the winter-like cold harsh breeze from the ocean, only to strip off my layers up in the headland, because it suddenly feels like spring again.
The weather here in England has always been a bit like a menopausal woman, one minute cold, the next minute feeling hot. Or could also be akin to an angst ridden and moody teenager, happy and bubbly, then suddenly turning all sulky and mad for no reason at all. And this week, that’s exactly what it felt like. One can never really predict the English weather.
In other news, T is excited because two of her close friends are joining her at her gymnastics class, though of course they’ll be in a different group. I’m hoping they’ll last like T because it’s nice to be surrounded by good friends isn’t it? Although to be fair, T has managed to make friends with the girls at her group.
It’s a bank holiday on Monday, that means the kids will have another extra day at home. Didn’t spring break just happen? It certainly feels that way to us. We don’t have anything planned over the three days, all I want to do really is just laze around especially since T has such a bad cough. Yes, that sounds like a good plan, a grand plan – laze around from Saturday to Monday, preferably in our pjs.
What about you?
Would you like to laze around in your pjs too?